[I. 4. 255–264.] This passage, including the lines immediately preceding, stands thus in the first Quarto, which is followed by the rest, substantially:
‘2 What shall we doe?
Cla. Relent, and saue your soules.
1 Relent, tis cowardly and womanish.
Cla. Not to relent, is beastly, sauage, diuelish,
My friend, I spie some pitty in thy lookes:
Oh if thy eye be not a flatterer,
Come thou on my side, and intreat for me,
A begging Prince, what begger pitties not?’
It is thus amplified in the Folios: